Chapter 5: Medical Emergencies

Caitlin rushed to the nearest toilet, and studied herself long and hard in the mirror. Damn it, my hair is a total mess. She thought. DarkLegate said to her, "Chill out, it's not like first impressions always count."

"But look at my hair, it's sticking up all over the place! Do you have a hair brush I can borrow?"

"Yea, here you go." She replied, and pulled a small brush out of her bag. "I don't know what you see in him you know. Methinks Garak is one hundred percent sexy. I'd bed him any time."

Caitlin wasn't surprised, she knew it was a Cardassian she had the hots for just by knowing her name. She brushed her hair and said to DarkLegate, "Thanks mate, you're a lifesaver."

When they got to the lecture hall, Julian was not yet there. The room had already been opened so they all went in anyway. This room was a little smaller than the last one, but then it only needed to hold those doing the DS9 course.

Bashir walked in, sending the Bashir fangirls into rabid fits of lust. Caitlin found her legs moving before she could stop them. It was like the whole room had gone into slow motion as a hoard of girls ran to swamp Bashir. He was knocked off his feet and then the world went blurry. Caitlin became aware of a sharp pain in her right leg, and then she blacked out.

She awoke later that day in what looked like a typical Sickbay, remembering none of the day's events. The holographic Doctor said, "Ah, Miss Barker, I'm pleased to see you are awake. Tell me, how are you feeling?"

"I'm okay, I think. What happened to me?"

"All I know is that Doctor Bashir had to beam you and several other young ladies into here with crushing related injuries. You had broken your leg."

Caitlin thought for a moment, "Then why is my leg okay now then, a broken leg takes a few weeks to heal?"

"I fixed it, all it needed was a dermal regenerator designed to fix bones. You're free to go now Miss Barker, and please, don't stampede the doctor again."

Stampeded? I was in a stampede? I wasn't even conscious for the beamout? The Doctor came to me and I wasn't even awake. OH FUCK! THIS IS SO NOT FAIR! IN THE NAME OF ALL THINGS SACRED, WHY? What time was it even? She looked at her watch to find that it was 1800, damn it; she'd missed Profiteering 101 with Quark. She'd probably get the work she'd missed from DarkLegate and Cassandra.

Just as she was walking towards the exit, somebody yelled to her, "Hey! Caitlin, wait up." I recognize that voice. She mused, and turned around the face the girl. It was Juliana Troi, but she wasn't alone, there was another three girls with her.

"Hey Juliana, how've you been keeping. I hope your day's been a bit better than mine."

"I heard you broke your leg, what happened?" Said Juliana, a little concernedly.

Caitlin said, "Don't ask. Apparently I was in a stampede, but I don't remember any of it."

One of the other girls giggled, "You stampeded Quark?"

"No, Doctor Bashir. My only regret is that I was unconscious when he beamed me to sickbay."

Juliana looked like she was about to laugh. Damn it, why does everyone think it's so funny? It's NOT funny. "I don't mean to laugh Caitlin, but you in a stampede?"

Caitlin didn't want to be having this conversation, it was too embarrassing. "I'll see you around." She said, "I just want to go back to my quarters and have tea."

"See ya then."

Caitlin returned to her flat, and DarkLegate said to her, "Hey mate, you feeling better?"

"A little," She answered honestly. "How many people were hurt?"

"About fifty." said DarkLegate, "Some of them are still in sickbay. I'd say you were quite lucky." She changed the subject. "Do you want some tea?"

"Yes please, what's on offer?"

"Unfortunately, the only thing I can get his replicator to make tonight is this horrible stuff called Gagh." She showed a bowl of wriggling writhing worms to Caitlin, making her stomach churn in vile convulsions.

"I think I'll pass on that one."

"I'm eating it, I'm bloody starving."

Caitlin asked, "Have either you or Cassandra started that Replicators essay?"

"No, I've just been doing Quark's homework. He wants us to outline the role of the Grand Nagus in Ferengi Society."

What? Even MORE work? "When does that have to be in for?"

Cassandra said, "Tomorrow Morning. Oh, and Hellfire will want a word with the whole class tomorrow morning. I don't know what about though, but I get the impression she's quite pissed off."